Anomaly Ghost Novels & Stories

"That's what she meant. The glass." --- The next morning, Ghost burst into the room wearing a neon-green hoodie and holding a croissant like it was a trophy. "I decrypted the board ledger," he said around a mouthful. "You were right. They're siphoning funds into a ghost company called MirrorGate Holdings. Guess where it's headquartered?" "Let me guess," Bella said. "The condemned sub-basement." "Bingo." Elodie leaned over the map. "It's not just a storage level. It's a full research wing. LV tech, but unregistered. And someone's still using it."

It resembled heat haze over a frozen pond. Roric raised his lance, but Kael gestured for him to wait. "Don't waste the charge." Out of the gray mist emerged a wolf. But it wasn't an ordinary wolf; it was a Ghost-Packer. It stood nearly seven feet tall, made of a translucent, oily smoke that shifted and swirled. Instead of eyes, it had two hollow cavities filled with flickering violet static-the remnants of a soul deleted by Liora's "Link," yet refusing to leave the physical plane.

“Little ghost.” Next: Shatterpoint

The silence of the Alps was no longer the silence of peace; it had become the silence of a held breath. For three months, Ethan and I had lived in a small stone shepherd’s hut three valleys away from the ruins of the Eiger Citadel. We had no electricity, no internet, and no identities. To the world that was currently tearing itself apart in the lowlands, we were ghosts—the "Anomaly" and her "Guardian" who had vanished into the mist after breaking the world.

But another voice arised saying that the animal was not in control, it was possessed by dark deeds. Ella stared at the animal with tears in her eyes. It was fighting against itself. What she did next, she knew not what came over her. She just knew that she felt a foreign emotion flood her heart and white light illuminated her palms, lighting up the night sky. A ferocious screech came from beyond the veil.

Of her heart continued walking through its alarming frantic beating, she might discover herself suddenly dead from a heart attack. " My name is Zach and my memories are foggy, that is the only thing I can remember about myself. " the ghost replied " What are you doing here. " Maisie asked " I don't know. One minute I was seating in a food court the next I was here. " the ghost shrugged as he settled down back on the couch which he got up from when the owner of the house he was staying in shouted that he should show himself. She straightens as she continues her questioning. " what are you. "

"Lieutenant! You have more experience than me when it comes to Glitch so let me ask you a question. What exactly is an anomaly? In all the books in the camp, there have only been a few mentions of the term 'anomaly' here and there… out of which none of them provide any decent explanation of their origins… except for explicit warnings to run, hide and pray!! What the hell did we encounter yesterday… " "Anomaly is a laid back term that hunter's come up with to describe a beast of unbound strength. An embodiment of nightmares, born from the darkest corners of the glitch. They say, their veins pulsate with torment and barbarity boils in their core. They are the masters of their domain. Beyond co

Fynn shook his head, “Under the assumption that it wasn’t an issue with the footage, we went back and turned the entire place upside down again. But we still did not manage to find another way into the lab. We even considered the possibility of this person being invisible, but there was no footage of the doors opening by themselves. And if an invisible person had sneaked in after someone else had opened the doors, the camera would capture the irregularities with the natural motion of the doors.” Fynn rubbed his bloodshot eyes, “As things stand now, we are still looking for an explanation for this anomaly. And meanwhile, since this person clearly exists, yet we can’t see them, we are temporar

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

Amanda tried to copy her decency, she craned her neck, as she skimmed her carefully. Mercy tittered and gushed. “don’t worry I will teach you.” She crooned Angela could barely hear them, her eyes looked at the stairs, she barely paid attention at them. She waited for them eagerly. they walked in; Melina marched on her hounds making a sharp click-clack as they walked down the stairs. Mercy looked mortified as she spoke to them. ‘‘it’s my mom, she loves wearing hounds, you will get used to the sound.’’ Her face said it all; she was pissed with that atmosphere; it must be really eating her up.